every cloud has a silver lining


 Welcome to my website

 The summer holiday has passed without me doing anything for myself, no matter how many ideas crossed my mind.

Now, autumn flooding my soul with sadmess, I finally proceed...


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11/03/2018 17:51

LIE TO ME!

None of the men who loved me ever told me I was beautiful.None of them wanted to lie to me. They loved my soul, my character, the complete devotion with which I loved them  None of them thought that, since I was in love with words, I would have liked to be lied beautifully, at least once....

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22/08/2015 20:06

Thalassa

Thalassa, the Greek name of the sea has the rustle of foamy waves in it. In my half-century life, there have only been 4 years without the sea. I could not go on without feeling the sand under my toes, without the taste of salty drops or the song of the breeze. The beach is waiting for my...

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12/07/2015 20:41

watching seagulls

I no longer know how to be truly depressed. I forgot how to cry or even to weep in silence. I forgot how to feel lonely even when I am alone for hours. Strangely enough, I am a pleasant company to myself. There are thoughts to be intertwinned, lines to read and write, music to listen and sing-yes,...

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15/04/2015 19:30

new spring, old sorrows

There have been countless springs in my life when I did not even dare to expect something good to happen. The beauty of a tree in bloom just used to make me shed a few tears, cause my soul was asleep, trying hard to heal its wounds. There has always been someone well cuddled in it, though not next...

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10/11/2014 21:26

turning 50

Today of all days I should allow myself to dive into my memories.Were I to get old and sane, I would have time to write my story, for each friend of mine knows only bits and pieces.... I never look back. Years ago, after many a day spent  remembering moments and people, I swore to cease this...

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11/09/2014 17:47

with or without you

The honey light of autumn makes me muse about my idea of love. My love cannot be lukewarm, it has to endlessly burn with dancing flames . My love cannot use all its fuel , for each day I find new reasons for loving him. I still wonder why iy cannot be the same for him or for any other man I...

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09/09/2014 19:51

helplessness

For the first time in a long while I overestimated myself , thinking I could do it without help. Yet, unfortunately for me, my computer abilities leave a lot to be desired and my eagerness deflated like a baloon that was stung in a rose thorn...This so-called blog will remain nothing more than a...

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08/09/2014 17:29

Early September

I love the beginning of autumn for the frenzy of colours. I love going to the market to admire all the shades of the grapes and apples and berries with names I have never known. I love the smells of fruit lazying in the sun, waiting to sweetly explode in our mouths.the synergy is magnificent, worth...

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07/09/2014 20:28

thoughts

My mother must have been very sad to have such an ugly child as I was....especially because she had been a real beauty. Everyone kept asking her why she did not feed me, since I was so skinny, and no explanation about my being extremely picky seemed to satisfy them. So all her friends and...

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07/09/2014 19:22

First blog

Our new blog has been launched today. Stay focused on it and we will try to keep you informed. You can read new posts on this blog via the RSS feed.

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Blog

11/03/2018 17:51

LIE TO ME!

None of the men who loved me ever told me I was beautiful.None of them wanted to lie to me. They loved my soul, my character, the complete devotion with which I loved them  None of them thought that, since I was in love with words, I would have liked to be lied beautifully, at least once....

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22/08/2015 20:06

Thalassa

Thalassa, the Greek name of the sea has the rustle of foamy waves in it. In my half-century life, there have only been 4 years without the sea. I could not go on without feeling the sand under my toes, without the taste of salty drops or the song of the breeze. The beach is waiting for my...

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12/07/2015 20:41

watching seagulls

I no longer know how to be truly depressed. I forgot how to cry or even to weep in silence. I forgot how to feel lonely even when I am alone for hours. Strangely enough, I am a pleasant company to myself. There are thoughts to be intertwinned, lines to read and write, music to listen and sing-yes,...

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15/04/2015 19:30

new spring, old sorrows

There have been countless springs in my life when I did not even dare to expect something good to happen. The beauty of a tree in bloom just used to make me shed a few tears, cause my soul was asleep, trying hard to heal its wounds. There has always been someone well cuddled in it, though not next...

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10/11/2014 21:26

turning 50

Today of all days I should allow myself to dive into my memories.Were I to get old and sane, I would have time to write my story, for each friend of mine knows only bits and pieces.... I never look back. Years ago, after many a day spent  remembering moments and people, I swore to cease this...

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11/09/2014 17:47

with or without you

The honey light of autumn makes me muse about my idea of love. My love cannot be lukewarm, it has to endlessly burn with dancing flames . My love cannot use all its fuel , for each day I find new reasons for loving him. I still wonder why iy cannot be the same for him or for any other man I...

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09/09/2014 19:51

helplessness

For the first time in a long while I overestimated myself , thinking I could do it without help. Yet, unfortunately for me, my computer abilities leave a lot to be desired and my eagerness deflated like a baloon that was stung in a rose thorn...This so-called blog will remain nothing more than a...

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08/09/2014 17:29

Early September

I love the beginning of autumn for the frenzy of colours. I love going to the market to admire all the shades of the grapes and apples and berries with names I have never known. I love the smells of fruit lazying in the sun, waiting to sweetly explode in our mouths.the synergy is magnificent, worth...

—————

07/09/2014 20:28

thoughts

My mother must have been very sad to have such an ugly child as I was....especially because she had been a real beauty. Everyone kept asking her why she did not feed me, since I was so skinny, and no explanation about my being extremely picky seemed to satisfy them. So all her friends and...

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07/09/2014 19:22

First blog

Our new blog has been launched today. Stay focused on it and we will try to keep you informed. You can read new posts on this blog via the RSS feed.

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